"Next year in Colorado Springs!"

Passover is one of my favorite holidays for many reasons. I love the gatherings, food (believe it or not) and stories. The focus on history and tradition, connecting us with people long gone, is heart-warming. I also love the memories from Passovers past.

For example, we still laugh about last year when I was made to produce conversion paperwork after several guests expressed doubt regarding my M.O.T. status.

"Wow, you really are Jewish. Then do something about this matzo ball soup. Vegetable broth makes us all look bad."

I recall feasts with the Cohen/Tobman clan in Boston, always made to feel loved and at home. Before that, family gatherings in beautiful downtown Lutz where I told inappropriate jokes, butchered punch lines and spilled Elijah's wine. (The wine thing happened only once.)

Here's my favorite inappropriate joke:

G-d first went to the Egyptians and asked them if they would like a commandment. "What's a commandment?" they asked. "Well, it's like, THOU SHALT NOT COMMIT ADULTERY," replied G-d. The Egyptians thought about it and then said, "No way, that would ruin our weekends."

So then G-d went to the Assyrians and asked them if they would like a commandment. They also asked, "What's a commandment?" "Well," said G-d, "It's like, THOU SHALT NOT STEAL." The Assyrians immediately replied, "No way. That would ruin our economy."

So finally G-d went to the Jews and asked them if they wanted a commandment. They asked, "How much?" G-d said, "They're free."

The Jews said, "Great! We'll take TEN!"

A hit with my in-laws. Every. Single. Time. I wonder what memories we'll make this year?